from the diary of Frida Kahlo I have attempted to translate: Years Waiting with the anguish stored away, a broken spine, the (unreadable) look, without walking in the vast pathway. Moving my life closed by steel.
Letter from Frida Kahlo to Diego Rivera
os manuscritos apaixonados de frida kahlo para diego rivera
'Nothing compares to your hands, nothing like the green-gold of your eyes. My body is filled with you for days and days…' A page from Frida Kahlo's handwritten love letters to Diego Rivera.
Letters from Frida Kahlo to Diego Rivera
One of the love letters from Diego Rivera to Frida Kahlo